[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

"Mr. Huo, I don't need to accompany you today." Before Huo Zhi entered the Shang study, the master came over and said, "His Royal Highness's people came here just now, please move Mr. Huo to Chonghua Palace."

"Prince?" Huo Zhi thought for a while, "Thank you, I understand."

Before he could ask a few more questions, a man who looked like a guard walked towards Huo Zhi and interrupted in a muffled voice, "Young Master Huo, follow me."

Huo Zhi pursed his lower lip, nodded, "I'm sorry."

He listened to the corner outside the window last night, and sent someone directly to meet him today. This prince is more courageous than he imagined.

To be honest, Huo Zhi's impression of this prince was only a glimpse of him in the imperial garden a long time ago. His appearance was three points similar to Lu Rongjue's, but his imposing manner was far worse.It's like a male lion and a cub, the former Huo Zhi is vigilant, while the latter is more curious and teasing, he wants to see what the prince's purpose is.

The Chonghua Palace is located in the easternmost corner. Before Huo Zhi stepped into the courtyard, he was first attracted by the singing of birds. The sight of exotic flowers and plants almost made him mistakenly think that he came to another garden, until he confirmed it. The plaque of 'Chonghua Palace', Huo Zhicai continued to lift his footsteps.

"His Royal Highness is inside, Mr. Huo, please."

The guard stopped outside the garden, Huo Zhi saw that he didn't seem to be going in, so he nodded and walked in alone.

"His Royal Highness?"

Huo Zhi called, but no one responded, he looked around, and then paused on the birdcage hanging in front of the house, in which was a small and beautiful canary. Zhi walked over involuntarily, wanting to stretch out his fingers to tease.

"Be careful."

A young and clear voice came from behind, Huo Zhi turned his head, and just met Lu Yuan's dark eyes, but within a moment, the man turned his gaze away narrowly, his ears were slightly red.

"Master Huo, be careful, this little guy can peck people."

Huo Zhi asked, "Do you even peck your Highness?"

Lu Yuan hadn't thought about how to speak, but when Huo Zhi asked, he subconsciously continued, "It likes to attract people with its singing first, and when the other party let down their guard and teases it, it will peck hard. King is no exception."

"His Royal Highness's pet is very individual."

"It's just a hobby." Lu Yuan tried not to let his voice tremble due to nervousness, "If Mr. Huo likes it, I can give it to you."

Huo Zhi frowned slightly, why are all of them like this?He casually asked him if he likes it or not, but compared to that little prince Chen, this prince is obviously completely inexperienced. Huo Zhi raised his eyes and found that Lu Yuan's ears were already red as if he wanted to. Like blood.

"Likes don't have to be obtained," Huo Zhi slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Compared to me, it must be more dependent on His Highness. I wonder why Your Highness is looking for me today?"

"Do you still remember the first time we met?" Lu Yuan seemed to feel a little abrupt after finishing speaking in a hurry, and then explained, "That day when the Japanese king's companion Er Niang bumped into you in the imperial garden, I always wanted to see you again. Your side. I didn’t know that you are the son of Xueshi Huo until last night’s flower viewing banquet, but I missed so many opportunities before..."

His words were not vague at all, so straightforward that Huo Zhi felt that the atmosphere would become dangerous if he continued speaking, he asked in a clear voice, "Your Highness wants to see me, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Lu Yuan didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly fell silent. It wasn't until Huo Zhi called out to him again that Lu Yuan made a fist with one hand and put it under his lips. He lowered his eyes, feeling a little nervous in his heart, and was more looking forward to it.

"This king actually has a request. I don't know if Mr. Huo can agree to it."

Huo Zhi was really curious about what his request was for the prince to use the word "appreciate face".

"Please speak, Your Highness."

"This king wants to paint you."

Huo Zhi was startled, this request was unexpected.

Looking at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones that had already been placed on the table, Huo Zhi smiled, "Did your Highness prepare it long ago?"

Lu Yuan hummed in a muffled voice, "I am afraid that Mr. Huo will not agree."

"how come?"

Compared to Lu Yuan's father, Lu Rongjue, this prince is really like a piece of unstained white paper, pure and thin.Huo Zhi sat on the chair by the window, and the afternoon sun just came in, as if Huo Zhi was also shining with it, Lu Yuan couldn't help shaking his head.

Like a fairy - he still didn't forget the feeling when he saw Huo Zhi for the first time.

This painting is at dusk.

Huo Zhi didn't feel bored, he would occasionally look up at Lu Yuan who was holding his breath and concentrating on painting, and asked, "Why did Your Highness think of painting me?"

Lu Yuan paused, "Because you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

Huo Zhi was startled, "Because of this?"

Lu Yuan looked at him seriously and nodded.

"Why do the ancients have more face control than modern people?" The system whispered, "He is the host of your body, he is despicable!"

Huo Zhi said, "He doesn't look like that kind of person."

"why?"

"intuition."

Lu Yuan was indeed not the kind of person the system thought.

If Chen Fenglin was also present, he would definitely be more surprised than Huo Zhi's reaction.

He has known Lu Yuan for more than ten years, and he has never heard Lu Yuan use the word "good-looking" to describe a person.Because before this, Lu Yuan would only use this to describe his exotic flowers and plants, those famous paintings and copybooks, but never a "person".

This is the first time that Lu Yuan said such words from the heart. After he finished speaking, he realized how abrupt and easy to misunderstand what he just said, so he explained in a panic, "Mr. Huo, I have no other intentions. ,I just……"

Saying it like this is more like trying to cover up, even forgetting the self-proclaimed "principal king".

Huo Zhi didn't care, he got up and walked over, "Has your Highness finished the painting?"

"Well, the painting is finished." Lu Yuan's eyes followed him, "It's just that the painting is not half as beautiful as Mr. Huo."

Huo Zhi looked at the painting and couldn't help but marvel. He thought that even if Lu Yuan likes to paint, he should just paint for fun, but the painting in front of him is almost top-notch in terms of strokes and strength. , even a little more agile than himself, lifelike.

"Your Highness is humble, this painting should be more beautiful than mine," Huo Zhi praised, "I never thought His Highness would have such an outstanding level at such a young age."

Lu Yuan endured the intense color in his eyes, and asked, "Mr. Huo, are you satisfied?"

"Of course."

"Then this painting should be regarded as a gift to Mr. Huo." Lu Yuan smiled happily, picked up a brush and wrote the three words "To Huo Zhi" at the end of the painting, and finally printed the vermilion seal, and it was just completed.

Huo Zhi hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

He was originally used as the model, and he really liked the painting, since Lu Yuan was willing, he accepted it generously.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, we'll meet again some other day."

The light in Lu Yuan's eyes brightened, "Okay, thank you Mr. Huo today."

When Huo Zhi's figure gradually disappeared into the dark night, Lu Yuan silently clenched his fists, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually flattened, showing a little lonely.

He still didn't have the courage to ask those questions.

Lu Rongjue closed the memorial, and repeated what the guard said in a deep voice, "Where is Huo Zhi with the prince today?"

"Yes, Mr. Huo stayed in Chonghua Palace for a day and didn't come out until Youshi."

"Did the prince find him?"

"Yes."

Lu Rongjue sneered coldly, and he threw the folder in his hand on the table with a muffled sound.